Chapter 2: Unholy Wine. (1/5)
"And that's what happened."
The previous day was peculiar to say the least. He aided a plan of Princess Adda that basically revolved around her framing the La Valette for conspiracy. The plan was going well enough, but unfortunately, Adda wasn't able to predict the outcome of the whole ordeal. Although her plan technically worked, it also backfired. Aryan La Valette was foolish enough to utilize two Witchers from the School of the Bear, that by some strange coincidence, happened to be twin brothers. Unfortunately, one of this brothers went into a bloodlust rampage after Malak killed the other brother. In this rampage, he, somehow, murdered everyone inside the La Valette Castle, except for a selected few to be used as bait in order to lure his brother's killer. Which worked.
"So, did you killed the Witcher?" After dealing with the Witcher, Malak teleported himself and everyone back to the Royal Castle. Though, he actually collapsed once they arrived and was brought to his aunt Triss's champers.
"I did, I used one of the potions from those recipes that I found at the School of the Manticore." The recipe didn't really have a name as apparently they don't name their recipes. Malak calls it Artibeast due to it's effect of artificially induce a Werebeast transformation. "Did you found the so called spy?"
"I did, but apparently Adda had him killed." She revealed to him. "I found him an hour after you left, stabbed to death in a tavern."
Malak raised his left brow. "Or, he just got robbed." He couldn't help but think that.
"That's a possibility too." His aunt Triss seems to think the same. "Wanna explain to me why you collapsed?" She asked him before sitting on the bed. Where Malak was laying on, naked as he was being healed due to sustaining a few injuries in his fight with the Witcher. His body had no scars on it, something that he was very lucky as he grew up seeing his father's nasty scars.
"I... Created a windstorm during our conflict with the Squirrels." Malak explained.
"Again?" His aunt Triss asked as she caressed his chest. "Malak, you have to understand that just because you have a unique facility for this large spells, it doesn't mean you can use them freely." She lectured him in concern. "Remember when you created that giant storm that nearly destroyed half of Novigrad, you nearly died because of it."
Malak has a exceptional affinity for Air-based magic, that allows him to use air-based magic with exceptional facility. However, this facility doesn't necessarily means that he can use it anymore than other spells as it drains him just the same. "I am aware of that aunt Triss."
"Yet ,you still doing it." She then lay on the bed, right besides him.
"It was the only thing I could come up with during our situation." He explained.
Triss tenderly touched his cheek. "I'm not your mother Malak, but I still worry about you."
"And I'm very thankful for that." He held her hand in response. "But, what happens now?" Malak asked his aunt Triss.
"Well, Aryan will be judge for conspiracy and the kidnapping of Adda." She explained. "Both false charges."
"Do you plan on presenting this detail to the King?" Malak already knew the answer but asked anyway.
"And get you in trouble? Never." She stated jokingly. "Aryan will probably be executed or at least banished for his crimes, they're just waiting for him to recover from the broken jaw." Malak had a very strong right hook, but the broken jaw was probably due to the cestus that he wore. Which was basically his high quality leather gloves that were lined with ornate metal plates that matched his armor.
"If they're actually waiting for him to recover, Foltest probably plans on exiling him." Malak pointed out. "I'll probably be on my way before the trial, I need to help uncle Dandelion."
"I recommend you to use today to rest and then be on your way tomorrow." She gently caressed his chest. "I'm pretty sure you gonna have a hard time at Toussaint."
Malak chuckled at that, as he could tell that it was a understatement. "Aunt Triss, I love uncle Dandelion... But I genuinely believe that he has the common sense of a mentally impaired child."
She chuckled a bit. "I'm pretty sure that most people that know him think the same." His aunt Triss then sat up on the bed. "But seriously, this was a unbelievable level of stupidity even for Dandelion."
"It may be, but I need to help him." He sat up as well and touched her back.
The Sorceress moved her head to look at his violet eyes. "Malak, Malak, always putting yourself in danger for others." She touched his cheeks gently.
"Not others, just the people that are important to me." The young man with black curls told her. "Like you..."
His aunt Triss smiled in response before she gave him a kiss on the lips. Malak returned the kiss and wrapped his arms on her torso. Their kiss lasted a minute, before she pulled back for a second and started to pulled down her dress, revealing her breasts to him. The pale Witcher responded by planting kissed on her neck and collarbone. "Ahhh..." She moaned softly as he kissed her neck and caressed her breasts. His aunt Triss then wrapped her arms around his neck and threw herself on top of him, making him fall back into the bed. The Sorceress then, removed the rest of her dress and her undergarments as Malak watched her. While on top of him, she lustfully touched his chest before placing his cock inside of her. "Aaaahhhh!" She moaned loudly as soon as his cock entered her. Malak in response, placed his hands on her hips, enjoying as she moves slowly.
"Owwww..." His aunt Triss was a moaner. "Aaaahhh..." She kept on moaning softly as she moves her hips while Malak's cock was inside her cunt. "Nnnn..." Triss then grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts. She's so soft. The violet eyed Witcher thought as he felt the wonderful sensation on his hands.
Malak couldn't resist the urge and he sat up on and hugged his aunt Triss tightly. "Ohhhh..." She released another moan before the Witcher kissed her passionately. From them on, he was the one moving his hips, as slowly as he could in order to savor the moment. He couldn't help it, Malak of Cintra was a romantic person, he preferred to make love to woman rather than just fuck them.
"I'm close..." Malak separated from the kiss and warned her.
"Me too..." His aunt Triss informed him. She then held him tightly after saying that. After receiving that information, Malak increased the speed. "OH!" The loudest moan arrived once Malak released inside of her while he hugged tight. "AAAAHHHHH!" The Witcher took that as her climaxing alongside him, as his aunt Triss wasn't the type of women that would fake it.
Both of them stood there, hugging each other, with his cock still inside of her. After a minute or two however, Malak decided to fall back into the bed, with his aunt Triss. She grabbed the blanket and pull in order to cover herself and him before she placed her head on his chest. The Sorceress placed a tender kiss on his cheek before embracing him tightly. The Witcher returned the hug before closing his eye to fall asleep.
"You think this meeting is about the subject?"
After a short but refreshing nap, both the Witcher and the Sorceress were forced to wake up due to a guard calling his aunt Triss on behalf of King Foltest. Malak was still laying on the bed, naked, smoking his pipe as he watched his aunt Triss getting dressed.
"Possibly," He observers her behind as she adjusts her dress. "I'll tell you the details later, but until then." She turned around to face him. "Rest a bit more." That wasn't a request, it was more of an order before she removed the pipe from his mouth and gave him another kiss. With that, she left the room, leaving the Black Wolf by himself.
While he's inhaling the smoke from the pipe. He's trying to come up with an idea of what he will deal with at Toussaint. Uncle Dandelion is probably being kept in a prison, so I'll probably have to break him out. The thoughts of several outcomes and possibilities passed through his mind as he exhaled the smoke. But once I'm done with that, uncle Dandelion and I need to have a very serious talk about his lack of common sense. Bloody hell, what was he thinking? Going back to the place where he got banished by one of his many,many lovers that unfortunately happened to be a Duchess.
"You seem to be relaxing." The attention of the naked Witcher that was only covered by a blanket, was called towards the door. "Not that you don't deserve it." Princess Adda was standing at the door wearing her usual attire.
"After serving as your pawn in the game you were playing," He replied dryly. "I'm just enjoying a bit if leisure."
A smirk appeared on her pretty face in response, before making her way towards the bed. "Don't be silly, Aryan was the pawn." She clarify as she sat down on the edge of the bed. "You, ironically, was more of a queen."
"That's indeed quite ironic."
Considering that a future Queen was telling him that. "So, did everything went according to your plan?"
"No," She then picked his pipe from his mouth and put it on hers, she inhaled and exhaled the smoke before continuing. "My plan didn't involve all of the habitants of the La Valette castle getting killed."
"While you did had a hand on what occurred, it was mainly Aryan's fault for contracting the services of the twin Witchers." Malak reassured as he touched her hand. "But, it's pretty surprising that it weights on your conscience to that degree."
Adda chuckled at that before she placed the pipe back into his his mouth. "It may not seem like it, but I'm not exactly fond of the idea of killing a lot of man, woman and children to further my ambitions." She admitted. "One or two casualties here and there, I don't have a problem with because that's just how politics and nobility works. But was a whole different story."
"I agree, but take comfort in the fact that their deaths were avenged." By having the perpetrator's body mauled by someone that was artificially transformed into a Werewolf. "But, be honest, did has the outcome you were hoping for?"
"Well, Aryan is being blamed for both my "kidnapping" and the massacre caused by the Witcher that he "hired" so..." Adda explained to him. "Right now, my father is on a meeting with the nobility to decide what punishment should the La Valette suffer."
"And... Why aren't you present in this meeting?" Malak asked in confusion as Adda was possible the most affected member of this whole facade that she created.
"My dearest father, decided that I shouldn't have to bothered by this any further and assured me that he would take the proper measures to punish the ones that dared to target me." She spoke in deep amusement. "I'm completely sure that Aryan is gonna have to face my father's wrath, so I'm not worried." Foltest's wrath was something that no one in their right mind would want to be at the receiving end of it. "I'm still unaware of what will happen to my half-siblings, but I honestly don't care, as long as they don't get in my way."
"Wow, for someone who was reading them a story not long ago, you turned cold towards them fairly quickly." Malak commented as he inhaled some smoke.
"Malak of Cintra, what am I?" It was obviously a serious question. But Malak didn't know how to answer. "You're Adda, the Princess of Temeria."
"I'm the product of the incestuous union between a brother and a sister, cursed by either my own grandmother or a fool that was in love with my mother, that pretty much murdered several innocent people for several years as a grotesque creature." Adda gave a pretty harsh but unfortunately accurate description of herself. "It may not seem like it, but the number of people that know this is considerably high, even with my father's attempts to hide it." A fact that clearly bothered her. "Trust me when I say this, the only reason to why I'm my father's heir is because of the lack of other options." The amount of certainty in her tone was tremendous. "Now I have two bastard siblings that if the word comes out, could be used as an excuse to set me aside and put an actual acceptable heir on the throne. Because if the nobles pressure my father enough, he will surely agree."
"I am aware of all of that, Adda." Malak replied after exhaling the smoke. "And I hope this little plan of yours helped settle this matter."
"We'll have to wait and see." Adda told the black haired Witcher, before she stared at his uncovered chest. She extended her hand to touched and started to caress it. "Remember when we first met?" She asked him with a smirk.
"Yes, you bit my arm very hard and I still can't understand how it didn't left a scar." Malak remembers that he came to Temeria with his aunt Triss in order for her to solve some business that she had there.
"In my defense, I was having one of my relapses." Adda was quick to justified herself.
While in the castle alongside his aunt Triss. Malak sensed a very peculiar smell which caused him to check it out. The peculiar smell turned out to be Adda's, who attacked him as soon as he entered the room where she was staying.
"But to my shock, you came over again the next day." Adda added as she caressed his abdomen.
"My father had told me the story of how he lift your curse, so I was curious." The Black Wolf then caressed her face. "But, I must be honest, to this day, I can't really figure out why that happened during my last visit before aunt Triss and I left."
"Are you referring to the visit where you took my virginity?" Adda asked him with a very amused expression.
"More like, you gave it to me without my consent." Not that I objected of course, but I don't enjoy being tied up.
Adda didn't answered his question however, she just gave him a predatory gaze that she usually does when she's about to do something inappropriate. Without any warning, Adda grabbed his arm and delivered s bite on the same spot where she bite it on the first time they meet. But unlike the first one, this one was a gentle bite. Once she stopped biting his arm, she climbed on top of the bed where he was laying on and started to lick his abdomen until she arrived at his chest where she bite his left nipple gently. She rolled around his nipple with her tongue before licking his collarbone, making her way to his head. "It was because... You were the only one that came back, after seeing what I was." Adda whispered on his ear before she bite it gently.
"It was more out of curiosity, Adda." Malak decided to be sincere.
Adda moved from his ear and stared at his violet eyes. "I know," The Princess then gave him a chaste kiss. "But I'll never forget that." Malak watched as Adda pulled back and stood on her feet on the top of the bed, right above Malak. "Just like..." She started to remove the laces of her top. "I didn't forgot the reward that I promised you." Removing her top as she told him that, Malak got a perfect view of Adda's lovely chest. "If you can handle of course, because, I can smell Merigold's perfume on you." She told him that as she removed the bottom of her outfit and stood there naked in front of him.
Her perfume is pretty lovely. The naked Witcher decided to answer her question by just standing on his feet as well and wrapping his arms around Adda. "Your wish is my command, my Queen."
Adda smiled when he said that and decided return his embrace. "If that's the case, I want you make me scream so loud that even the nobles at the meeting will hear it."
Malak smiled in return, before he grabbed Adda and lift her of the bed. She wrapped her legs around his hips in response. The two them kissed one another passionately as the cold wind of the night entered the room, but the warm of their naked bodies didn't allow them to feel it.
"Are you sure you're ready?"
Malak of Cintra was fully armored and equipped for his trip to save his uncle Dandelion. He was standing outside of the Royal Castle about to be teleported by his aunt Triss.
"Positive." The Black Wolf confirmed.
His aunt Triss gave him a kiss on the lips before she opened the portal for him. "Good luck." She wished him.
"Merigold!" Suddenly, a familiar voice called them from behind. Once they turned to see, it turned out to be the King of Temeria, Foltest. Being accompanied by four guards.
"King Foltest?" His aunt Triss appeared confused. "Is something in the matter?"
"Yes, actually, the fact that I didn't got a chance to thank the one that rescue my daughter alongside Vernon Roche." Foltest was referring to Malak.
"Speaking of Roche, how is he holding up?" Malak asked as he didn't really had a chance to speak with him since their return.
"The lost of his man weight on him, but he refused to take any time off and requested a mission for him to work at." That didn't surprised Malak, not one bit. "So, I sent him to take a look on some reports of Scoia'tael attacks." He explained to Malak.
"I see," It was the Black Wolf's response. "If it isn't too much to ask, please give him my regards once he returns, I wasn't able to thank him properly for his help."
"I'll make sure to remember that, but there still the matter of your reward for the rescue of my daughter." And your illegitimate children.
"It's really not necessary, my King." What Adda gave him the previous day was more than enough.
"I insist, ask me anything and if it's on my reach, you shall receive it." The King insisted, but Malak wasn't necessarily sure of what could he ask.
"Well..." I don't really need coin, so... What could I ask for, it needs to be something reasonable, or at least achievable. He seriously couldn't think of anything. Until an idea came through his head. "You think it would be possible for you to Knight me?" He asked the King of Temeria.
That, of course, surprised everyone that was around them.
"A knighthood? That's your request?" The King asked in confusion.
"Oh, if it's not possible, I understand." Malak spoke in a understanding tone.
"No, it is possible, I'm just surprised." King Foltest clarified. "With your line of work, I just don't see the purpose of a Knighthood." The King's surprise was justified as he was right about that regard, Knighthood had no actual purpose for a Witcher.
"It might seem stupid but, growing up, I always had a admiration for Knights and wanted to be one point." Malak explained to the King. "I gave up on the idea a while ago, but if the possibility is still there."
"Fair enough," King Foltest replied as he drew his sword. "Normally, a ceremony would be held but since I can tell you're in a hurry, just knell before me."
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Questions and Answers:
Really dumb question, but...
If Malak was in the games, who would voice him?
And if he was in the show, who would play him.
Not a dumb question at all...
For the voice in the game (and the voice I imagine him having.) It's definitely Nick Apostolides {Better known as Leon Kennedy's voice in the Resident Evil 2 Remake.} Mainly because I think is appropriate due to Geralt's voice actor also voicing a Resident Evil character {David King.}
For the show, that's a very complicated question and I can't think of anyone. But it does have to resemble Henry Cavill.
Enjoyed the end to this find Adda arc
Glad that Malak himself was questioning why two Bear Witcher's where working together
Little concerning that he felt like he'd collapse if he used any more magic
Okay the sword having different effects based on what colour it is was unexpected and I'm also surprised that Malak doesn't already know what each colour does yet
Enjoyed how casually Malak subdued Aryan and seriously fuck him got a good laugh from Malak knocking him out in one punch
Liked the reunion with Adda and her explaining just where the plan backfired and of course it was Aryan's fault in his attempt to be helpful going to enjoy seeing him take the fall for all this also like that Adda when she thought about it easily pieced together the fact she was bait
Very much eager to see the many rewards Adda has planned for Malak
Also little worrying that Malak thinks he couldn't have beaten Bagri without the element of surprise but I'm going to chalk that up to him being humble
Liked the reveal that Malak has a interest in the other witcher schools and love the reveal that he's been to the School of the Manticore base confirming he's been a far a field as the Far East and I like that he learned the Manticore specialisation of alchemy guess his potions are all very potent then
Him turning into a more monstrous looking werewolf which is saying something was also pretty darn neat
Good to know that the only Lodge members he calls Aunt is Triss because honestly it would be ridiculous and excessive if he called everyone his parents are friends with or connected to aunt or uncle
Eager to see where Malak's ambition takes him
Oh as for Adda's fondness for Malak that he pondered i a bit I do hope it's fully genuine that Adda genuinely loves and cares for him thanks to him accepting all of her and the time they've spent together
I'm glad you liked.
Analyzing the situation is a trait taught by Geralt.
Like Triss explained above, his facility for air magic usually doesn't allow him to measure how much magic he's using it.
He hasn't had the sword for long.
Like I said, I want Malak to be both similar but different from Geralt, one of this differences is on his unarmed fighting style. While Geralt is more a Brawler, Malak has a more refined style that's composed of Classical Pugilism and Jujutsu.
Malak will only be informed of Aryan's fate later as he has to hurry up to save Dandelion.
We will see some of them later.
Malak considers himself to be the least skilled Witcher from the School of the Wolf. (But this mainly personal opinion from him as none of the others actually think that.)
I actually want him to explore the other Witcher Schools to learn more about them.
You will be surprised about the other potions that he got from the School of the Manticore.
Duh, it would be very awkward if he called Philippa, aunt.
This is great
Thanks
Awesome chapter, glad to see the princess isn't bat shit crazy enough to kill a towns worth of innocent people.
Since he is school of the wolf, and alchemy can then him into a werewolf, why not have him turn into a real werewolf?
Werewolves are the result of a curse and it's more trouble than it's worth it. {People born from a Werewolf has full control but...}
OK I have a question, does Adda actually feel something for Malak or is it just as he thinks? I'd like to think of Malak as some pretty boy who doesn't exactly look threatening who women would fall for but if he got in an actual fight, he would beat the living hell out of his enemies
Both and it's true, Malak is almost inhumanly handsome because of Yennefer.
So author is this like a small harem I know MC has affection for both Ciri and Triss and he might have feelings for Saskia in future and as for princess Adda it's just more like one night stand or good fuck and it will definitely be same for Ves , she's not looking forward to serious relationship it will just be good fuck or one night stand
He loves Triss in a hard to describe way. He will have a lot of sexual encounters with woman but his one and only true love is Ciri.